My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 461 - 462: Crisis in the Angel Realm!

Upon grasping the situation, Gu Xing's gaze shifted toward Liu Li.

His original intent had been to journey to the Angel Realm immediately after rescuing Qing Shuang.

The fact that Liu Li’s father remained within the Angel Realm was something he had never pushed from his mind.

Liu Li was visibly stunned by the revelation.

The Angel Realm?!

The memories of her previous journey through the Angel Realm alongside Gu Xing were still vivid in her mind.

Furthermore, the knowledge that the Demon Race was currently launching an invasion against the Angel Realm weighed heavily on her.

As the daughter of a War Angel, her anxiety was palpable.

Gu Xing, sensing her distress, reached a conclusion without any delay.

"To the Angel Realm we go!"

"We can also recruit the Angels to return with us to the Alternate Space, which will bolster the Human Race’s lacking totem war strength."

The Guardian Beasts offered no objections to Gu Xing’s decree.

With the course of action set, Qing Shuang acted swiftly to dissolve the seal guarding the Void passage.

Qing Shuang led the way, stepping inside first to calm the turbulent spatial fluctuations at the mouth of the tunnel.

Gu Xing, Liu Li, Vera, and the rest of the group followed closely behind her.

Once the final person had crossed the threshold, the radiance of the Void passage faded into nothingness, sealing itself shut.

The spatial interlayer lapsed back into a profound silence, leaving no trace of their presence.

....

The Angel Realm.

The Angel Holy City, once a bastion of serenity, had been refortified into a grim frontline stronghold.

Scars from past skirmishes marred the pristine white architecture, and the metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the atmosphere.

Deep within the heart of the Holy City, inside the Holy Hall, a suffocating tension filled the air.

Five Great Angels stood assembled around the throne.

The figure seated upon that throne was none other than...

Lanny.

She no longer bore the same expression as she did when she followed Gu Xing.

Her golden tresses were pulled back neatly, and she wore a Silver Crown that was both modest and regal, complemented by her white plate armor.

The softness of her youth had been replaced by sharp, determined features.

She stood now as the sovereign ruler of the Angel Realm.

However, ascending to the throne meant shouldering an immense burden.

The Demon Race launched their offensives in relentless waves, each more brutal than the last.

Dire reports arrived from the frontlines every day, forcing her, as the queen...

To frequently visit the most perilous sectors of the war to inspire her troops, or even join the fray herself.

During this fleeting moment of quiet between battles,

Lanny looked toward Liu Ye, who stood at her side, her eyes clouded with concern.

"Lord Liu Ye."

"A great deal of time has passed since the conclusion of the trial..."

"Are Princess Liu Li and Lord Gu Xing... truly out of harm's way?"

This was a question she had voiced many times before.

When the core Trial Space of the Angel Realm had concluded, she was ejected early and had waited with bated breath for the return of Liu Li and Gu Xing.

Yet, as the days turned into weeks, no word came.

In the end, it was the War Angel Liu Ye, Liu Li’s father,

Who had stepped forward and, with an iron will, proclaimed her the new monarch.

He had silenced all opposition and forced her into the seat of power.

Nevertheless, she remained humble.

She believed that everything she possessed rightfully belonged to Lord Liu Li, which is why she continued to refer to her as Princess.

Liu Ye stood with a back as straight as a spear, his armor still splattered with the drying, dark crimson blood of Demons.

He listened to Lanny’s question with a stoic face, though a flicker of inner turmoil crossed his eyes.

As a parent, the disappearance of his daughter caused him agonizing worry.

But as the pillar of the Angel Realm, he was required to be an immovable mountain for his people.

"Do not lose heart, Your Majesty!"

"The Trial Space is not a prison, and I have full confidence in Liu Li’s capabilities."

"It is highly probable that they utilized a method unknown to us to exit this world for another."

"Perhaps... they will return shortly in a manner that will surprise us all."

He spoke these words as much to soothe his own heart as Lanny's.

He held onto the conviction that his daughter lived, and that the human youth, Gu Xing, was a bringer of miracles who defied all logic.

Lanny gave a soft nod, burying her anxieties deep within her soul.

She trusted Liu Ye’s judgment and shared his faith in Gu Xing’s strength.

Yet...

Sitting upon the freezing throne, surrounded by the echoes of war and a mountain of state affairs, she often found her mind wandering.

She yearned for the days spent at Gu Xing’s side.

Back then, she was merely a humble, fragile Angel, but her heart was at peace.

No matter how daunting the obstacle, it was always overcome when she was with that man.

In those days...

There were no heavy crowns or the hopes of millions to carry—only absolute, simple trust.

That was the period of her life she cherished most.

"Sigh..."

A faint sigh escaped her lips, vanishing into the cold air of the Holy Hall.

Nostalgia was a luxury she could not afford.

She was the Queen now, and the fate of the entire Angel Race rested upon her shoulders.

Just as she gathered her focus to review the latest casualty lists from the front lines...

"Emergency report——!!!"

A four-winged War Angel charged into the hall and dropped to one knee, his voice trembling with urgency:

"Your Majesty! A critical military situation!"

"The main host of the Demon Race has mobilized for a full-scale assault!"

"The magnitude of this attack dwarfs all previous ones; their vanguard has already shattered three of our defensive perimeters. Our forces are decimated and plead for immediate backup!"

Lanny rose from her throne, her royal aura instantly masking her personal grief:

"What is the enemy's strength? What of their elite ranks?"

"The total count is unknown, but their Demonic Qi is thick enough to blot out the sun! We have confirmed... "

"Five Totem Ninth-Rank Demon Generals have entered the fray simultaneously!"

"Five Totem Ninth-Ranks?!"

Lanny’s expression darkened instantly.

The situation was far more dire than she had feared!

The four Great Angels present in the hall also looked pale at the news.

While they were at the Totem Tier Nine, their actual combat efficiency did not match that level.

Combined, the four of them might only be able to stall two Totem Ninth-Rank Demons.

This meant Liu Ye would be forced to face three of them on his own!

"Lord Liu Ye!"

Lanny issued her orders with cold, decisive precision:

"The peril is extreme. Move to the southeast front immediately and take command of the forces! You must hold that line at any cost; the Demon Race cannot be allowed to pass!"

Liu Ye did not hesitate, striking his chest with his right hand in a formal salute:

"I hear and obey, Your Majesty!"

He turned to depart, his eyes burning with a grim intensity.

Three Totem Ninth-Rank Demon Generals...

This was likely the most dangerous battle of his life.

To hold back three such monsters alone...

It was a task that bordered on the impossible.

But failure was not an option.

He was a War Angel; he would protect this world for his daughter's sake.

"Great Angels, with me! We meet them head-on!"

"Yes!"

The four Great Angels shouted in unison. Their hearts were heavy, but their resolve was unshakable.

Whatever petty squabbles they once had over the throne were forgotten.

In the face of annihilation,

Everything else was trivial.

But as they turned to leave,

Lanny stepped down from the dais and approached Liu Ye, meeting his gaze directly:

"Lord Liu Ye... please... return safely."

"Princess Liu Li is still waiting for her father."

Liu Ye paused, looking at Lanny for a long moment before nodding firmly:

"Take care of yourself, Your Majesty! I leave the defense of the Holy City in your hands."

Without another word, he unfurled his eight wings. They erupted behind him as he transformed into a streak of golden light, soaring toward the distant battlefield!

The four Great Angels took flight behind him, leaving the Holy Hall feeling suddenly hollow.

Lanny stood watching the horizon where they had vanished, her hands trembling as she clenched them into fists.

Her nails bit into her skin, the sharp pain grounding her.

The power gap was simply too vast...

The lack of high-level combatants was the Angel Realm’s fatal flaw.

Against the unending tide of the Demon Race, she was reaching her breaking point.

"Lord Gu Xing... Liu Li... where are you... truly?"